Reggie Williams

I discussed Thaddeus Young earlier today. It was awesome! You shoulda been there! You were? Well, then no wonder you don’t remember what I said. That’s how awesome it was. It erased your brain! I’ll make this blurb a little less awesome so you’ll remember it long enough to add Young to your team.

It’s a good bet that I’m talking to deep leaguers if I dedicate this much space to a guy who’s only started in four games, and averaging 23 minutes this season on a Bucks team that seems to consist of Brandon Jennings, Andrew Bogut and, like, 10 6-foot-9 guys who do everything and nothing simultaneously.

Heat GM Pat Riley was undoubtedly pursuing Erick Dampier ever since it was apparent than Joel Anthony was going to spend the season getting tossed around by the opposition like the losing rooster in a cock fight. I mean, this old man has been wooed harder than the 70-year-old billionaires with profiles on eHarmony.

It takes a certain amount of cajones to win any fantasy league. Shouldn’t the amount be two? No more, no less? Uh, well, yeah. I guess I meant size. It takes more than one and fewer than three big ol’ cajones to win your league.

In hindsight, I should have called this post “Deng Bang.” In a shorter, more recent hindsight, I should not have mentioned the alternate title, so that I could have used it at a later date when Deng goes off again. Ah well.

Look, I’m not going to go nuts here and tell you that Andrea Bargnani is terrible or overrated or any other hyperbolic fluff that clearly isn’t true. Bargs can play. He’s averaging 19 points in 32 minutes per NBA game. That’s something even I can’t do, and I’m great at basketball, according to my rec-league teammates.